Bondage Story - Afternoon Delight
His attention was interrupted. The volume on the hotel room television had suddenly blared to life. On the screen the diminutive form of the former Olympic star appeared. Another feminine products advertisement. ‘Not if she was mine’ he thought, reaching out and turning off the noise. Easing back into the chair he let his mind wander back to the thoughts that had been broken. The wind rattled a branch against the window as a storm raged outside.
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